Miley's POV.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked him.

He shrugged. "I guess anything since Disney has us doing PR we don't need to worry about being scene together."

"True."

"Okay. When are we going to tell our siblings that we are going out for real?" Nick asked.

"Soon, we will do this PR for a bit and then tell them, therefore they don't have to know that we have been lying to them for like 6 months to a year. We can say we reconnected whilst doing the PR relationship." I told him, that way hopefully people wouldn't get as mad.

"Okay, so, what give it like another month." Nick asked.

"Yeah, I wish we didn't have to tell people."

He shook his head at me. "Me either, but we need to, we can't hide forever."

"I know." I mumbled, leaning over to kiss him. The minute he started kissing back I got them tingles.

I pulled away as my phone started to ring. "Hello Mom?"

"Hey, are you coming home for dinner?" my mom asked.

"Yeah, what time?" I asked

"Half five - Six."

"Okay, got it."

"Where are you, anyways?" she asked.

"I'm gonna go shopping. Is that okay?"

"Yeah that's fine, be careful, is Nick with you?"

"Will do and yeah he is."

"Okay, I heard about the PR, I'm sorry that you have to go public."

"Don't worry about it mom, at least this way I will get to see him more often."

"True. Well you kids have fun. I'll see you later, love you."

"Love you too, Mom, Bye." I hung up as Nick just looked at me, his eyebrows raised.

"So you wanna go shopping?"

"When don't I?"

He laughed, shaking his head. "Let's go then."

"Seriously! At a store I like? You're actually being serious!" Nick never went shopping with me.

"Miley. I made you waked up at 5:30 this morning. The least I can do is let you drag me around shops. And since it 3 o'clock and you have to be home by 5:30, we won't be able to sat any longer than two hours, so I'll survive." he smiled. He told me parking the car, I got out and met him at the front, taking his hand it was nice that could just hold his hand without having to worry about anything. .

"Your sure about this?"

He looked at me "Did we not just go over this like two seconds ago. I want to."

"Okay."

I walked into a store, no Paparazzi had arrived yet, but I am sure by the time we leave some will have. I walked over to the jeans. "Oooo! I like these," I held them up to Nick. He just nodded. I also grabbed a pair of dark skinny jeans and some short jean shorts.

He shook his head at me, moving onto the next rack.

I grabbed a three t-shirts that would go with the pants and went to try them on, they were all perfect.

"Ready?" Nick asked when I came out of the dressing room.

"Yes! Let's go." I smiled.

We walked up top the till. I took out my purse, grabbing my debit card.

"Mi, no, this is my treat." Nick said giving the women his debit card.

"Nick, no -" I complained.

"Here you go." she handed me the two bags of clothes. I looked at Nick he should not be paying.

Nick took the bags from me and walked off, I just shook my head.

"Oh come on Miley, it was my treat to you."

"Nick a treat is talking me out and buying me lunch, or something like that Nick. Not paying for my clothes. They was too much to ask for."

He smiled "Princess, if it was too much to ask for. I just would have let you pay straight away, wouldn't I? But no I wanted to do that, okay?"

"Fine. But I am just going to warn you that when I become a spoil sport of a wife that demands everything off you, you can blame yourself."

"That won't happen." He said.

"Why's that?" I asked bracing myself for one of Nick's really cheesy comments.

"If you ever became one of those wives I'd just have to divorce you."

Okay, or he could have a witty comeback, you never can tell with Nick.

"You really are something, Nick, you know that." I smiled at him.

He reached up to kiss me as a heard a camera click behind us, oh well, I thought, Disney will be happy, since the kiss wouldn't have looked staged. I sighed in contentment as he pulled away taking my hand, I wouldn't give him up for anything.

Nick's POV.

One week later and we were out again. I drove over to her house, yes I lived next door, but we were going out I needed transport to get there. I drove in through her gates and down her driveway.

She hopped in the car. "Hey!" she said.

"Hello, you okay?" I asked.

"Brilliant, been missing you but apart from that I'm okay, you?" She asked.

"Same." I smiled taking her hand.

"So what are we gonna do today?"

"We're going to the beach, is that okay?"

"Yeah I love the beach!"

"I know you do, that's why we are going there." I smiled.

I parked the car and got out walking around to her said, opening her door and talking her hand.

I walked Miley down the beach to a little secluded part away from the hustle and bustle of the tourists. "Wow," Miley whispered.

"You like it." I asked.

She shook her head. "No. I love it, it's so romantic thank you." she said reaching up to kiss me.

I pulled her over to the blanket and sat down patting the space next to me. She sat down and looked at me. I grabbed the hamper and took out the food.

"This looks amazing," she scanned it.

"Yeah and I made it all myself."

"Of course you did." she laughed.

"You know I am actually enjoying this 'PR relationship' thing, it means I get to spend more time with you, and with not much hassle either which is nice for a change. Then again I suppose that will change once Disney leak the fact that we are going out, which I am actually surprised that they haven't said anything yet. But I have missed you. It's been a week."

"I know, Princess, I've missed you too." I leant in to kiss her but her phone went off. Urgh. She took her phone out and read it, she froze and looked up at me.

"We have a huge problem, I don't think we are going to get a chance to tell your brothers." She passed me her phone. She was right Joe and Kevin would have definitely seen that.

Just thought you might like to know. But you are your 'boyfriend' are on the cover Us Weekly of kissing, No hiding that. Love ya. -AJ.

Shit. Kissing? To the rest of the world we could get away with it after all we were in a PR relationship, but too our siblings, the were going to be so pissed that we hadn't told them. Great.

"We need to go see the picture, Nick."